While the rest of the country suffers from a heatwave- or so says the internet headlines (I don’t really watch the news- I prefer to read it), it was about 75 here yesterday and threatened rain on and off. This past week we began to cut and bale the alfalfa fields, which are right across the gravel road from our house- so we were perfectly fine with the threat of rain once that little task was completed. The boys worked round the clock, literally, to get it done. You must bale alfalfa when there’s dew on it, in order for it to be at its best. There were many sleepless nights for both Zach and his brother Bud. They’d work from midnight (or later) until the dew was no longer wet enough to hold the hay together. Then they’d sleep if they were able.
Needless to say, when they finished and we’d managed to stay relatively rain-free (there was one teensie shower while hay was down and not baled), everyone breathed a sigh of relief. And then yesterday we had a passing, summer shower. The pictures from the aftermath are just beautiful, and really, even the camera couldn’t capture the scenes.
On either side of the field was the end of a rainbow- the skies were too pink and cloudy to see its massive arch above, but you could see either end of it.